"I know you built it."
Theo Adeyemi only meant to move into a quiet London flat and finish his oral history project. Then he finds the wall.
Forty-two photographs hang in the second-floor hallway, each framed with careful hands, each marked with a name and a death date from the AIDS years. The building's older residents know more than they say. The records are incomplete. And the man who has lived upstairs since 1978 refuses to answer the door.
Felix Vane is the quiet tenant in flat nine, a man made of routines, silence, and grief so old it has become architecture. For decades, he has watched over the building, kept its dead remembered, and survived by never asking for more than the walls could safely hold. Theo's questions threaten the order Felix has built-but they also offer something Felix no longer believed was possible: a witness who wants the truth, not the myth.
As Theo uncovers the lives behind the photographs, he is drawn closer to the guarded man who made the memorial and the impossible secret hidden beneath his stillness. But some histories are not only recorded. Some are carried in the body, preserved through love, guilt, and time itself.
Felix has spent thirty years keeping the past alive. Theo has spent his life believing stories can save what the world tried to erase. But when the record becomes personal, can either of them bear what it asks them to feel?